12 quotes found
“Where joy in an old pencil is not absurd.”
“So let the world go, but hold fast to joy.”
“But tears are an indulgence. Memory sings.”
“What does myself now say to me?"Open the door of Mystery.”
“...when the petals fallSay it is beautiful and good, say it is well”
“I am not ready to die,But I am learning to trust deathAs I have trusted life.I am movingToward a new freedom”
“And now we who are writing women and strange monstersStill search our hearts to find the difficult answers,Still hope that we may learn to lay our handsMore gently and more subtly on the burning sa...”
“It is time I came back to my real lifeAfter this voyage to an island with no name,Where I lay down at sunrise drunk with light.”
“I can tell you that solitudeIs not all exaltation, inner spaceWhere the soul breaths and work can be done.Solitude exposes the nerve,Raises up ghosts.The past, never at rest, flows through it.”
“There are some griefs so loudThey could bring down the sky,And there are griefs so stillNone knows how deep they lie,Endured, never expended.There are old griefs so proudThey never speak a word;The...”
“...The means of choice:She might choose to ascendThe falling dream,By some angelic power without a nameReverse the motion, plunge into upwardness,Know height without an end,Density melt to air, sil...”
“A bolt that raised her heart to blazing heightAnd made the vertical the very thrust of hope,And found its path at last(Slow work of Grace).”
